I got called in to work on Sunday afternoon to cover Ike-related flooding in the St. Louis area. Fuck.
Which prevented me from drinking any alcohol during the Saints game. Fuckity fuck.
And I had to report to work at 3:30 p.m.; so I went in to the office in a foul mood because the Saints apparently failed to learn basic tackling principles during the week. God damn fuckity fuck!
And I wasn't playing Santana Moss in my fantasy league. Son of a fucking bitch!!
And LaDainian Tomlinson, whom I drafted with the number one pick in my draft, earned a grand total of three fantasy points for me this weekend. MOTHER FUCKER!!!!!
Seems fair to say that Fortuna's wheel definitely was not spinning in my favor on this fine football Sunday. Fuckin' bitch.
Oh, and news flash to Reggie Bush: Quit. Pointing. Your. Goddamned. Finger. At. People. When. You're. Going. To. Score. That. Pisses. Them. Off. Something. Fierce.
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Fantasy QB: Drew Brees
Fantasy TE: Jeremy Shockey
Total combined points: 8
Total number of drinks consumed to numb the pain of a suck-ass Sunday of football that I drove all the way to Washington to witness live at FedEx Field: 7 and counting...
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